Each Button Opened A Doorway To Lust!
From the back:
waited behind the doors that lined the third floor corridor of the New York hotel. Any kind you wanted, any kind you could name. Desperate Ann’s love for women… young, virginal Liz’s wanton need for a man — any man… Joe’s dark urge to tear innocence from his terrified victims. That and more; bored couples changing partners, the frigid, lovely blonde who exploded in a bombshell of shame and the driven need of Jane for men — as many as she could find to slake the lust-fires that tore and raged within her.
All waiting there, waiting on the third floor behind their —
… Doors Of Lust